Closet Punk

You think your real cool
 Starting fights at school
 And writing stupid lines like "Anarchy Rules"
 You don't even know what anarchy is
 You never will and you never did
 You're a closet punk!
 You closet punk!
 If your mother only knew you wear bandannas and boots
 Of you traded your tennis racket
 For a camouflage jacket
 Those wrap around glasses make you look like a faggot
 You've got a Mohawk that you comb down in the day
 When you're at work or when you're out at play
 You're at work or when you're out at play
 You're in this just for fun
 You're a closet punk!
 You closet punk!
 Stay in the closet where you belong
 Stay in the closet where you've been all along
 You're the hidden one
 You're in this just for fun
 You're a closet punk!
 You're a closet punk!
 You closet punk!